The Elite Werewolf Novel Olivia And Lucas Novels & Stories

I had a feeling Olivia was dying to tell me that I was getting closer and closer to becoming a vampire myself. "Congratulations, you're getting everything you want," Olivia said. She seemed to want to move the conversation along to something else because she wasn't half as snide as I'd expected her to be about this. "Now bring Ethan over here so we can move on from this problem and tell you about the part of the conversation you weren't smart enough to stick around for." "What part?" "We think we have a way to kill Lucas," Nicole said.

Lucas and Arabelle, started training at first he wanted to go easy on her but he soon realized that was a bad idea because this is second time she was pinning him down with a victorious smile on her lips. "Don't go easy on me alpha" she said getting up. "Okay" I said and before she could make her first move, she was already on the floor, she tried pushing me off but she couldn't after a few tries she just gave up and laid down. I got off her with a small smile. "That's the difference between a wolf and a lycan Arabelle" I said still smiling. Olivia was seeing this interaction for quite sometime now, her eyes were red showing the presence of her wolf, she felt hurt and betrayed that Lucas cou

Asher was a werewolf, a predator, and Lucas was just a man, brave but foolish. Lucas choked, his hands clawing at Asher’s iron grip, his eyes wide with fear but also defiance. "Who the hell are you?" Lucas rasped, his voice strained. "Why are you bothering her?" Asher’s eyes flashed with fury. "You should have stayed out of this." He tightened his grip, and Lucas’s face turned a shade of red. Olivia’s heart pounded in her chest, panic surging through her veins. This was getting out of control. If they didn’t stop, someone would die.

Cut to the chase and tell me what the fuck is going on! I slammed my hands on the desk, and the room fell silent. Olivia had jumped in fright, and the scientists were all looking at me in horror. "I have had enough of the long talk. I want direct answers now. What is wrong with my wife?" The leader cleared his throat and looked at me fearfully. His voice was softer and less audible but still had that tone of admiration and wonder. "We don't want to jump to conclusions, Alpha, but we have reason to believe that the Luna, Olivia, is a rare species of werewolves that are called "The Descendants of Selene."

The remaining ten men rushed her at once. Olivia fought with everything she had. She dodged, ducked, and delivered brutal, deadly blows to every wolf that came near her. She swept their legs, shattered their knees, and drove them back into the dirt. As the last three men stumbled back in absolute terror, bleeding and gasping for air, they stared at her with wide, horrified eyes. "Look at her..." one mercenary whimpered, pointing a trembling finger. "Look at her skin!" Olivia frowned and looked down at her hands. A bright, crimson-red light was glowing through her skin, pulsing from her veins like hot lava. The crimson aura flared brightly into the dark night, illuminating the fog around her.

Managing to pull me off him, he swiped his paw on my face, I could taste the blood that ran down my face. I let Max out fully, and we pounced again. This time sinking my teeth into his neck, he wouldn't survive it. Necks are like killing points for wolves. He started choking on his own blood; right before he took his last breath, he shifted. He looked like a freshly turned wolf. “He'll find her" ****** Olivia's POV: My head was pounding. I groaned as I sat up. What happened? Luckily, I didn't have to think too much, it was right in front of me. I gasped. Lucian was fighting with a wolf in the house. It was that rogue, the one that knocked me down.

Not until I was far enough away. The memory of their interference burned in my mind. Lucien, the Alpha and a Lycan—a beast born of power and wrath. Damon, the Alpha, with sharp instincts and infuriating resilience. And that fool, Ben, who had dared to stand in my way despite his pitiful strength. They would all pay. But it was Olivia who haunted me the most. Her defiance, her stubborn refusal to accept her role, threatened to unravel everything. She didn’t understand—she couldn’t comprehend the magnitude of the gift she had been given. She wasn’t just another wolf. She was chosen.

She told her without looking at her. Olivia looked at her and followed her gaze to see what had caught her attention. She saw Shadow sitting in a corner and instantly knew that he was a werewolf. She looked at Lillian and realized that he was her mate from her obvious love struck experience and so she pursed her lips to stop herself from smiling. “I’m getting a cold Americano. Anything else?” Olivia asked her, knowing that she had her attention on her mate. “No, thanks.” She told her. “Okay, I’ll get the order then.” Olivia grinned at her.

The name Nightwalker, was the name Lucas Grandfather Otto was called, he had the ability to run fast and his reflexes during combat was astonishing but at night, he always fought off preying werewolves and took them by surprise at night, and when the split happened, he took his people and created the Nightwalker Pack. Louis was growling and in defense mood, ready to attack anyone of the elders, the circling stopped and the elders stretched forth their spears towards him, Reginald approached him slowly holding the spear in his left hand and the moon stone in the other, the moon stone was a relic from his father, it had been passed on to him by his ancestors. It was said that the moon stone wa

Chapter 52 Augustus's POV “What do you mean by she is an ace wolf?” I demanded, walking into the circle and standing behind Olivia where she stood, looking at the women in confusion. “The ritual is only acceptable for lycans or werewolves, but your wife here is none of that. She is an ace wolf.” The woman who had spoken earlier repeated. I could not even believe what I was hearing, so I was not shocked when Olivia turned to me and the tears ran down her eyes as she spoke.